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Michael Caufield: Music

High Notes

(Michael Caufield)
high notes


I used to think it was only the high notes


that mattered


until I got shattered


by all of the middle and lower tones of life


I used to wander around in my own


perfect daze


until I got grazed


by all of the middle and lower tones of life


listen to Frankie turn a phrase


with his moody Manhattan ways


he knows he’s got to turn her on


come on big boy let’s hear that song


you smile but it’s not a joke


there’s plenty of fire


beneath her smoke beneath her smoke


I used to think it was only the high notes


that mattered


till I got mad-hattered


by all of the middle and lower tones of life


I used to wander around in my own


perfect haze


until I got glazed


by all of the middle and lower tones of life


listen to Joni turn a phrase


clear Canadian greets the L.A. haze


she wants you to turn her on


come on big boy it’s time to play your song


you smile looking for a lower note but it’s no joke


there’s plenty of fire


beneath her smoke beneath her smoke beneath her smoke


I used to think it was only the high notes that mattered till I got splattered on


by all of those middle and lower notes of life


I used to think it was only the high notes


only the high notes


only the high high high high high high high notes


she wants you to turn her on


the whole world now riding on a song


don’t smile cause it’s not a joke -- well smile because


there’s plenty of fire


beneath her smoke beneath her smoke beneath her smoke